Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

On the vehicle heading to the city,

After Cao Yang got in the car, Wang Xiaoming smelled a strange smell. The smell was very familiar. He frowned and asked:

"Have you smoked?"

"ah!"

Cao Yang obviously didn't expect Wang Xiaoming to ask him such a question, and his expression was a little embarrassed: "I just took a sip, mainly because I was too bored."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Cao Yang calmly and said calmly:

"Supernatural e-liquid is an important material, and it is not for your leisure. If Zhao Jianguo sees you like this, he will definitely reduce your material supply."

Cao Yang nodded repeatedly and promised not to do it again.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming said no more. Yesterday, Zhao Jianguo told him that the supernatural e-liquid would be online for redemption, and today he saw Cao Yang smoking the supernatural e-liquid.

This gave him a bad feeling.

He remembered that Cao Yang didn't smoke before, but now he exchanged for the supernatural e-liquid, and he became obsessed with the emotional fluctuations caused by smoking the supernatural e-liquid.

In fact, the supernatural e-liquid itself is not addictive. If ordinary people smoke it, they will only feel that the smell is bland and there is not much feeling.

However, smoking by ghost controllers is different. The supernatural e-liquid has the effect of suppressing the erosion of mental consciousness. Smoking will bring long-lost emotional fluctuations to ghost controllers and give them a false illusion of being human again.

This in itself is a normal reaction caused by suppressing the erosion of powerful ghosts, and is a good thing, but it becomes a bad thing for ghost controllers who do not have strong self-control.

It seems that the day is not far away when the ghost master at the headquarters will become a chain smoker.

It's just that this kind of thing is not what Wang Xiaoming wants to see. In his opinion, a ghost controller who can't even control his own desires is a failure and has no value in continuing to cultivate.

The car drove quickly through the fields and came to the city. As expected, the city was congested, and the congested roads directly slowed down the car.

When they arrived at the Renguo Museum, it was almost noon. After sending the driver away, the two found a place nearby to have lunch first.

When they arrived at the Renguo Museum, they realized that they couldn't get in.

"Do I still need to make a reservation in advance?"

"Yes, gentlemen, if you want to go in and visit, you can download our official APP and make a reservation on it."

Walking to a remote corner, Cao Yang asked, "Professor Wang, do you need me to contact the headquarters?"

"No, I have an acquaintance here." As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact Huang Zhong, the deputy director of the museum, but soon he discovered that he did not have Huang Zhong's phone number.

Looking back on the first meeting, Wang Xiaoming did not leave the other party's contact information, but fortunately he had Hou Cuijiao's phone number.

The call was dialed and was picked up quickly.

A slightly excited female voice came from the receiver:

"Professor Wang, why did you call me?"

"I wanted to visit the Renguo Museum today, but I couldn't get in because I didn't have a reservation."

"Okay, okay...I understand, Professor Wang, where are you now?"

"Right at the main entrance of Renguo Museum."

"Professor Wang, wait a moment, I'm nearby. I'll come right away."

As soon as Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, he heard a beep coming from the phone. Hou Cuijiao had already hung up the phone.

Wang Xiaoming frowned slightly. He was just going to ask Hou Cuijiao to simply call him and let him enter the museum. Unexpectedly, Hou Cuijiao was impatient and hung up in a hurry before he finished speaking.

But Hou Cuijiao was indeed nearby. Within a few minutes after hanging up the phone, Wang Xiaoming saw her trotting over from a distance.

"Professor Wang, long time no see." Hou Cuijiao stopped and took a few deep breaths, then continued: "I can take you in directly."

"Hey, what a beauty!"

Cao Yang's eyes lit up when he saw Hou Cuijiao, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at Wang Xiaoming and said in a strange tone.

Wang Xiaoming ignored Cao Yang and said politely to Hou Cuijiao: "Then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble! No trouble!"

"..."

Then Wang Xiaoming introduced the two of them, and after a brief greeting, they set off towards the Renguo Museum.

Hou Cuijiao took the lead, followed closely by Wang Xiaoming and Cao Yang. After showing relevant documents, security let them go and they entered the museum smoothly.

There are a lot of people in the museum. Tourists from all over the world gather here. They look at the cultural relics and history on display around them and make sounds of amazement from time to time.

In the crowd, Wang Xiaoming also saw several foreigners communicating in broken Chinese.

The museum's exhibitions have undergone some slight changes compared to Wang Xiaoming's last visit. Some special exhibitions have appeared, attracting many tourists to stay.

The three of them walked through the crowded area and walked towards the depths of the museum.

"What do Professor Wang want to see today? You can tell me and I can show you the way." Hou Cuijiao said with a smile on her face and a brisk tone.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the surroundings and said: "I don't have any plans today. Let's start with the Republic of China exhibition area. You can take us to some places with few people to take a look."

Although the crowds of people did not affect his appraisal, Wang Xiaoming was still used to a quieter environment.

"A place with few people? No problem!" Hou Cuijiao nodded. She looked around and said, "Come here with me."

The three of them walked along the passage to an exhibition hall, where there were relatively few people. Wang Xiaoming walked to a booth and appraised the cultural relics inside.

Hou Cuijiao and Cao Yang followed behind. Seeing Wang Xiaoming's movements, Cao Yang felt a little bored. He whispered to Hou Cuijiao beside him.

Time passed slowly, and it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. There were more and more people in the museum, and there were people visiting and taking photos in every exhibition hall.

In this case, Wang Xiaoming could only 'crowd' together with other tourists.

At this time, they had already reached the exhibition area of ​​the Tang and Five Dynasties, which contained a large number of exhibits with characteristics of the Tang Dynasty.

In the previous exhibition area, Wang Xiaoming has never found anything related to supernatural beings.

Now that he came to the exhibition area of ​​the Tang and Five Dynasties, he cheered up, because according to the theory of the supernatural cycle, there was a supernatural revival during the Tang and Song Dynasties, and the possibility of remaining supernatural-related items was the highest.

Um?

Wang Xiaoming's expression changed slightly.

Just now, a unique piece of information appeared in the identification information, which was a Tang Sancai female figurine.

The female figurine has a smiling face and bright colors. It looks similar to other Tang Sancai, but Wang Xiaoming's appraisal showed that it is a supernatural item that has lost its supernatural power.

"Yes, I found one," Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, "write down the location number first, and then ask the museum to send this female figurine to the headquarters when we get back."

After successfully finding an item left by an ancient ghost master, Wang Xiaoming is even more looking forward to what's next.

"One more thing!"

Not long after the identification of the last three-color female figurines of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Xiaoming discovered another ineffective supernatural item in the same exhibition hall.

He looked seriously at the thin-necked white porcelain bottle in front of him. It was only about the size of a palm, and the glaze was delicate and shiny. Just looking at it gave people the feeling that it was a treasure.

Wang Xiaoming also wrote down the location number, and continued to identify the next piece. Unfortunately, after viewing all the exhibition halls of the Tang and Five Dynasties, he found nothing else, as if he had run out of luck just now.